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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
Atec Март 01 2008 15:03:31
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. Howling, the monster slapped a massive
hand to its insulted head and spun around. Moon-red
eyes in a massive, heavy-browed face darted this way
and that, then came to rest on the dwarf and the kender.
"Oops," Chess said.
With a roar that reverberated off the mountain peaks,
the great creature started up the path toward them,
swinging its club.
"Anyway," Chess said, "now you have a better look at
it. I'll bet you've never seen an ogre before. Have you?"
"Puny things!" the ogre roared, gaining momentum.
"Throw rock at me? Loam last thing you will see!"
"What did you do that for?" the dwarf growled. "Now
look what -"
"I didn't expect him to be quite so cranky," Chess ex-
plained, interrupting. His hoopak-sling sang and an-
other pebble - this one larger - smashed into the
advancing ogre's face, full on his wide nose. Dark blood
spurted, then dripped downward, veiling the thing's gro-
tesque mouth. The ogre roared again and sprinted to-
ward them.
"I think he's really angry," the kender said. "This one's
yours. I'd better look around and see if there are others."
"What?" Chane turned, but the kender was already
gone, leaping nimbly from one rock to another, up-
slope, pausing here and there to peer down into the shad-
owed pathway below
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